I hate this. I really hate this. I hate feeling so many things about a person. Every single emotion. Especially hate sometimes. Every day I learn more and I wonder if the almost two years was worth it. Starting class isn't as fun as I expected it to be. The ferry ride over all I could do was smile. Writing in my journal again, something I hadn't done since December 11th. It wasn't that long ago, but things were so different. Everything is always different. Yet completely the same.
I don't want to be here anymore because everything reminds me of someone. Anyone. Especially unpleasant memories. Every song a different person and time in my life. Some I can smile about and be thankful of, some that still hurt. Being at school makes it even worse. I thought that things would be exciting, but after my first class I was no longer smiling. And now in my room all I want to do is leave here. If only for the weekend.
S.P.
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